90 Day Saioumami Challenge

𝟛𝟘 - On the Floor 🥥

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On the floor, Chained/Tied up, Sex toys, Degradation (implied/brief), Begging, Rough sex, Choking, Overstimulation, Hair pulling, Oral sex, Birthday sex.

Finishing off with a kinky fucking ride.

Word count: 2241

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The chains rattled as Shuichi squirmed on his knees, hands shackled together behind his back. Black and maroon walls contained any noise emitted, mainly for the neighbours' sanity. Shuichi's ankles were encased in the same metal as his hands, not letting him move from the cold, concrete floor.

Kokichi and Rantaro stood over him, one with his arms crossed and the former with his hands on his hips. Both smirked as they watched their husband suffer through intense pleasure.

They slipped a vibrator inside of him with two smaller ones taped to his nipples and another two taped to his inner thighs. He wasn't used to the last two, seldom having his balls stimulated, but Shuichi welcomed it with open arms.

Shuichi clenched his eyes shut as tight as possible, aimed at the ceiling with his back arched. He rocked his hips, unable to sit still. The pleasure tingling through his body had begun collecting in the pit of his stomach, a feeling he knew all too well. "I need to- Ah!~ Need to cum!~"

The two standing over him emitted a chuckle but nothing further. Shuichi groaned, realising what he had to do. It was embarrassing, but the blue-haired man needed this. "Please! I've been good!"

"Beg more, and maybe we'll consider it," Kokichi challenged. Shuichi opened his eyes to glare at the purplette whose violet eyes held mischief and desire. He had no choice.

Opening his mouth to plead with his husbands, Shuichi's eyes widened as he moaned loudly. Rantaro's smirk grew, holding up a remote. The toys strapped to his thighs increased to the maximum setting, making Shuichi tremble. "What's that? Didn't hear you," Rantaro laughed.

Shuichi continued trying to beg but made no progress, only able to moan in pleasure. Kokichi chuckled, elbowing Rantaro and sharing a look. The bluenette didn't feel like reading their expressions, he only focused on the pleasure fading away. He whined, continuing to rock his hips in a futile hope that maybe the vibrators would turn on again.

"I was so close!" Shuichi whined, panting now that he had the chance to catch his breath. Neither husband said a word as they removed each toy, leaving Shuichi cold, empty and begging for some type of stimulation. He fell onto his chest with his eyes shut gently as his cheek lay on the chilly flooring.

He felt a pair of small hands spread his ass before a cool, slippery object pushed into him. Shuichi moaned as Kokichi buried his cock inside, a sweet sensation sparking in his lower torso for a brief moment before exploding. Releasing the built-up tension onto the floor, Shuichi moaned and bucked his hips.

Shuichi heard speaking, but his pleasure-high stole his ability to comprehend. All he understood was a few words here and there, including the term slut which generated another whimper. Kokichi shifted his hips, rekindling the flame in Shuichi's nerves. "You ready?"

"Please! Fuck me!" The bluenette exclaimed, rocking his hips back. Even though he'd cummed only a moment prior, Shuichi was ready for more. Medication could work wonders.

He took a deep breath as Kokichi pulled out, immediately losing the air at the moment that the purplette thrust deep into him. Shuichi moaned as Kokichi kept up an expert rhythm with ease. The purplette wrapped a hand around Shuichi's throat, pulling him up and off the ground.